And the Heavenly Demons.
These creatures had no cultivation system, no intelligence, and acted purely on instinct, yet they could open a passage of this caliber.
How had they done it?
Chen Hao lowered his right hand and stopped repairing it.
He examined the passage anew.
He carefully distinguished the residual power that had opened it. It was not the Heavenly Demons' own power. Their fundamental nature was to devour.
They could gnaw through matter and consume spiritual energy and mineral veins, but they had no ability to manipulate space.
The small rift on the moon had been "gnawed" open by the Heavenly Demons through devouring.
But this three-hundred-meter passage had not been gnawed open.
It had been opened.
Opened from the other side.
Something at the distant other end had deliberately torn space open and sent the Heavenly Demons through.
Chen Hao fell silent for a long time. Sent here.
The Heavenly Demons hadn't come on their own. Something had sent them.
Sent them to the Solar System. To Pluto. To take root here, devour, and expand.
Who?
Why?
Those two questions circled through his mind several times.
There were no answers. He lacked the information.
Chen Hao stopped dwelling on it.
He raised his hand toward the shattered passage.
This time, he was not repairing it.
He was destroying it.
A stream of pure power shot from his palm and struck the passage's core structure.
The remaining spatial fibers shattered completely under the impact. The two-hundred-meter black hole began collapsing outward from its center—not exploding, but imploding. Fragments of space were compressed, folded, and erased.
Five seconds.
The passage was gone.
Not even a trace remained.
One hundred and twenty meters underground, only a smooth rock wall remained.
The passage had vanished completely.
The Heavenly Demons' last door